Val was settled on a sofa with a cup of alcoholic punch, taking big sips and playing with the long fake gray tail he was wearing. He was in his normal clothing- a worn leather jacket, an old flannel underneath, skinny jeans... except he had on a tail and some mouse ears. “Yeah, Halloween’s a pretty visual holiday, so I mostly come for the food an’ the company. See? I’m one of the three blind mice.” He teased, wearing sunglasses- a great excuse to wear them inside and not look weird. “Get it? Cuz... I’m blind... and uh, I ate my brothers. That’s why it’s just me.” He added, trying to figure out a story.




















